Chapter 91: Bedridden
Cao Jinshan nodded, and handed the three yuan sold today to Song Xiaoqiao: "You take it and buy something for Aunt Dou." ”
Song Xiaoqiao shook his head: "I also sold a few yuan today, uncle, your money, you can put it away yourself, but in the future, if you want to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law, don't be extravagant." ”
"You girl." Cao Jinshan smiled helplessly, and learned that Xiaoqiao had also sold it for money today, so he didn't force it anymore.
Song Xiaoqiao took the mushroom chicken soup from the crockpot, and took the remaining corn tortillas, and then walked quickly towards the hospital.
Aunt Dou has already undergone surgery, but she is wilted, lying there, unable to eat.
Song Xiaoqiao handed the chicken soup in the jar to Dou Chen: "Brother Dou, you can eat it." ”
Dou Chen's face was haggard, he was stunned when he heard this, took the crockpot and said, "Thank you." ”
He didn't know what to say anything more than thank you.
Obviously, Dou Chen was hungry, and he ate all the stewed chicken in his crockpot, not to mention that even the cakes were soaked and eaten by him.
Song Xiaoqiao saw that he had finished eating, so he said, "Brother Dou, if you don't sleep on the chair outside for a while, I'm not busy, I'll take care of Aunt Dou." ”
Dou Chen shook his head: "No." ”
Aunt Dou said weakly at this time: "Chengzi, you just go outside to sleep for a while, you didn't sleep all night last night, and if you go on like this, I will boil you to death before I die." ”
After saying that, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.
Dou Chen hurriedly said: "Mother, what did you say, I'm not tired at all, don't cry, the doctor said that you can't be excited just after the operation, don't cry, don't cry, then I'll rest outside for a while, let Song ......"
For a while, he didn't know what to call Song Xiaoqiao.
"Just call me Xiaoqiao, Brother Dou, even if you rest, I will call you if there is anything."
Dou Chen nodded, and then went to the rest chair outside the door.
Song Xiaoqiao sat at the head of the bed, and said to Aunt Dou warmly: "Auntie, if you have anything that Brother Dou is inconvenient to do for you, you tell me, and you treat me as a daughter." ”
"Good boy." When Aunt Dou heard this, her eyes were teary again, and she urinated once under Song Xiaoqiao's waiting.
She lay back and muttered: "My old bones are dead when they die, but I, I really can't rest assured that my city is dead, what can the city do, but I have been dragging him down all the time when I live." ”
Aunt Dou's words made Song Xiaoqiao's heart stir.
Some vague memories of the past life became clear at first glance.
She remembered that Aunt Dou committed suicide and jumped from the window of the hospital to her death.
Therefore, as soon as Mrs. Liu talks about the Dou family, she says bad luck.
Song Xiaoqiao grabbed Aunt Dou's hand with his backhand, and hurriedly said: "Brother Dou, he definitely doesn't want you to die, you are his only relative, it is his concern, if you die, he will definitely be very sad, and he also feels that it is boring to live, Auntie, you are not for anything else, for Dou Chen, you have to live well." ”
There is no hope for people, and it will be painful.
Song Xiaoqiao didn't know how to dispel Aunt Dou's will to die, and he was so anxious that tears came out.
"Auntie, you are Brother Dou's God, if you die, Brother Dou will be like the sky has fallen, not to mention that you have just finished the operation now, and your body is going to a better place, you insist on persevering, your health will be better after a while, and you can also help Brother Dou cook some food, you can't have any other ideas, otherwise Brother Dou will go home and be deserted, he will be hungry and cold, and no relatives will feel sorry for him."